Starting on the second day, the Void Ruin Legion's assault abruptly intensified.
The gray torrent no longer held anything back. It poured madly out of the Rift, charging the Federation's defensive line without regard for casualties.
God Emperor elites personally led the charge, and at the very forefront were even three God Venerable commanders of Void Ruin, each radiating an aura comparable to an early-stage Federation God Venerable.
Tang San still stood before the Rift, but he no longer acted himself. He merely watched the battlefield in silence, as though appreciating a play destined to reach its final curtain.
The pressure on the Federation abruptly doubled.
The nine God Venerables were tied down by the three Void Ruin God Venerables. Although they held the advantage overall, they could neither kill their opponents quickly nor break free to target Tang San.
The fleet had suffered severe losses over two consecutive days of fighting, with seven starships already sustaining heavy damage and withdrawing from the battle line.
Ye Lingling's healing power was already operating at its limit. Her face had visibly paled, yet she had not even a moment to rest.
Xidi stood on high ground, her pink eyes never leaving that gray figure.
She was waiting for an opportunity.
For the instant Tang San's attention wavered. At dusk on the third day, Tang San suddenly took a step forward. He raised his head, a rare gleam of burning light flashing through his gray eyes, and slowly formed a complex hand seal before him.
The surrounding Gray Law began to surge violently. As though infused with fresh energy, the Rift passage trembled and expanded a fraction.
Tang San's previously stable peak God Venerable aura suddenly rose again, like a kettle on the verge of boiling, a power capable of utterly transforming him